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At the other man’s curt response, Amun just grinned easily. ”Can’t blame a guy for trying.” Then the look the potter was giving Loren grew a bit more wicked. ”However, your words say no, but your cheeks say yes.” The Ascended’s gaze wandered downwards, as if to question whether other parts of the taller man’s body might also be saying yes. However, the potter’s attempts at mischief were foiled by Astra: the luxere presented herself before him with puppy dog eyes. Or fawn eyes, he guessed. He wasn’t really an animal person. Still, Amun dutifully reached out and scratched under her chin, though he didn't put all that much effort into it.
Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me
